Bouquet Of Good Intentions
When I peeked out the window,
there was my little man,
my grandson stood there
with flowers in his hand.
During my life's journey, I have been an elementary school teacher, a professional puppeteer, and a painter. Now during the past two years, I am exploring the path of poetry.
I am posting my poems on this site because it features a variety of poem choices of true quality. Being a new poet, I also appreciate the encouragement and feedback from others.
When I peeked out the window,
there was my little man,
my grandson stood there
with flowers in his hand.
He doesn't care if he's a movie star
or the best athlete to be had,
not even a millionaire trader,
he just wants his dad.
I'm so glad that I'm not forgetful
and seeing the frustration it brings
like others who are losing their heads
and thinking of loftier things.